The graduate of Theatre Arts, University of Calabar, Crosss Rivers State, shared his tale with New Telegraph in a bid to discourage intending gays.

According to him, the act has made him stitch his anus thrice and it was the worse experience ever.

He said, “I had my anus sutured three times while I was practicing homosexualism. That was the price I had to pay for such ignorance. The first suture was in South Africa. There, it wasn’t a problem because people don’t give a damn but coming back to Nigeria was a clash of culture and my religion.

“I went to South Africa in search of greener pastures, but fell in the hands of late Johnson, a gay, whom I served for four and quarter years.

“I was forced into the ‘fraternity’ (homosexualism) and when I got back to Nigeria and met a particular doctor for the second round of anus suture; I knew my time was up, following the doctor’s counseling.

“So, when I came back to Abuja, I continued the practice until I met a Christian doctor, who was supposed to suture my torn anus. The doctor had done it once and the second time, he had to counsel me on the dangers of homosexuality and advised me to quit, which I paid no heed to. I treated him with some level of contempt but on that very day, I had an issue with my system, and he gave me an option of repentance or death.

“When I was given such options, I chose life than to die and gave up the practice but it wasn’t easy at first because the doctor made me go through a psychologist and psychiatrist as a way of reforming me. After that, I had a new lease of life.

“I had been wearing adult pampers to prevent the feaces that regularly oozes from the anus because the anus had widened and cannot control defecation.

“Really, Satan has a way of subjecting the ignorant people into perpetual bondage. I thought I was a ‘big boy,’ spending money at will but I was dying gradually. I don’t know how I got into such. Women didn’t appeal to me then. I played the female character,” Emmanuel who has turned a new leaf stated.

“I have been admiring the wealth of this man and he drives clean cars. We all sell motor parts but I didn’t know he has something else. One day, the man called me and said, ‘Victor, you want to be like me?’ I said ‘yes’. And he asked me to follow him. We entered a public toilet, he removed his pant and showed me blood stained pampers and said, ‘This is what we do for money. I blend homosexualism with drugs.’

“If you are interested, come, I will make you. When I saw and heard what he said, I opened my mouth agape and he laughed and said, ‘You don’t want to be like me. I’m not a cultist.

“I have showed you what I do. I was surprised because we all pursue the same trade. This is a very clean man that drives the latest model of G-Wagon. I didn’t accept the offer because I’m married and I didn’t know how to hide it from my wife.”